Silco X Viktor Mga Nobela at Kwento

goods. I kept my head down, my bangs shielding my eyes. "What are you waiting for? Let’s see the sparks fly!" Mason urged, acting the part of the amused spectator. Cole and I remained motionless, two statues in a circle of predators. Suddenly, the silence was shattered by the sound of a glass hitting wood. Blake Ryder stood up, shoving Talia’s hand away. He marched toward the center of the deck where the Silver-Slayer cocktails sat—the punishment for those who refused the Moon’s command.

Looking closely, then we noticed he was a middle-aged man with sharp gray eyes and a long scar running from his ear down to his collarbone. "Who are you?" Xavier gasped, taking his gun back. "My name is Victor," the man said with his voice deep and resonant. "Until yesterday, I was Silas’s second-in-command. But Silas is playing a far more dangerous game than any of us signed up for." "Why are you helping us?" I asked, with my voice shaking as Lily began to whimper against my chest.

“Too late. Eclipse is live. But I have the kill switch.” She held up a device. “KGB backdoor. I can stop it. But Viktor has the codes. We need to reach him—before he sells them.” As the team regrouped, Dante kissed me—fierce, claiming—amid the chaos. “You’re mine. No matter what.” But Chen, cuffed, laughed low. “You think Sofia’s the savior? She’s the one who gave Viktor the silo access. KGB ties? She sold them out for her own empire.”

Violet interupted, “I don't need your soup. Compared to a weak mortal like yourself, I don't need to eat food to survive. I just eat for the satisfaction sometimes, nothing more.” Alaric rolled his eyes, “Show off.” “That's a fact.” She said as Musa landed a powerful kick on Timi's leg and substituted her punch for her sword as Timi stumbled on the ground, his legs weak. Musa slashed her sword across his shoulder and against his chest causing him to scream out in pain. “The saintess of Lagsu is indeed impressive!” Alaric praised. “You owe me a lot for killing me back then, Alaric.” Violet said, no expression on her face.

I quickly navigated to the security footage of that evening and I finally found the clip where Viktor was talking to Xander. I zoomed in on them and I switched on the Audio. "You're going to pick Nexus Consolidated to partner with you and you are going to make the agreement super easy and less complicated," Viktor said, staring into Xander's eyes and Xander nodded slowly. I faced Steve who looked equally shocked to see this and I covered my mouth with my palm. "Did he just...." "Compell him? Yeah," Steve completed my question and answered it. "Viktor is a fucking Vampire."

" (We have high reasons to believe that another one of the Dashkov brothers has resurfaced in your territory. It's Viktor) That name send shivers down his spine. Viktor and Damien were the last remaining Dashkov brothers and while Damien was interested in the underworld, Viktor was never on radar. He was more of a terrorist pirate, sailing under the sea, giving the Russian government a little head ache to keep them busy. Viktor had never been a problem for Marcello or anyone but the Russian government: that was until when he'd teamed up with his brothers to takeover over the Siciliana mafia but where betrayed by a messenger whom they thought was on their side. Subsequently, they lost a broth

I reached for the beer bottle he still held in the hand that wasn’t busy checking my pulse and took a deep gulp but then I began coughing immediately from the disgusting taste. Viktor gently took the bottle from my hand and emptied it with one long sip, then he set it back on the table. “Women,” Sergei muttered under his breath like he have been with all the women in the world. I put my head down on Viktor shoulder and focused on his chest as the next fight played out on the screen. When I felt his hand on my ankle, I peered up at him, but his full attention was on the fight. All I could focus on were the small strokes of his fingers against my skin.

smiled Vicktor. “What do you mean?” asked Vittore. “You son just killed four men,” laughed Vicktor. He was floating on clouds with happiness. “Excuse me!” shouted Narciso. “How is that supposed to help me? If his kill count is high, how will I become the supreme boss?” “Relax! Your kill is higher than him. We are just glad that now we have two nominees on our side. Two are dead making the competition easy. Yoshiro was the real competition. Now it will be easy to help you brothers,” smiled Vicktor.

I whispered to the door. About her. About this thing between us. About the possibility that she would eventually realize she was better off without me and walk away like everyone else who had ever mattered. My phone buzzed again. Not Alessia this time. A message from an encrypted line I didn't recognize. ‘You're bleeding from the inside, Alexandro. You just don't know where yet.’ I stared at the words until they blurred. Viktor. Had to be. Another mind game. Another way to get under my skin and make me second-guess everything.

Vincent quickly broke into the cloud computer system to learn about Anderson Silva. Vincent watched the profile and some videos of Anderson leading a meeting at Horus. "Who are you?" Vincent muttered, then returned to typing on the laptop keyboard. Despite his access code being blocked, Vincent remained calm and focused. Vincent managed to get a complete profile of Anderson Silva. "So he's the former Vice President of Vlopps."